Qiao Yanjue's face was gloomy looking at the report in front of him.
Although the matter was not announced to the media and was still internal, if the matter was not solved, all the previous efforts would be in vain.
Qiao Yanjue knew that there must be something wrong here, and there was likely to be a mole.
Of course, whether it was an inside job or not, they had to find a way to solve it.
They had spent too much time and effort on this new material, and now that all the materials had been stolen, it was a big blow to the company.
Qiao Yanjue sat on the sofa, staring closely at the file report, his face grim.
Soon, he received an unfamiliar phone call.
On the other end of the line was a young man's voice. He sounded nice, but had a superior tone.
"You're Qiao Yanjue, right?"
Qiao Yanjue frowned, "I am."
"Let me introduce myself first. My last name is Gu."
Gu?
